I lay beside Helen, "Turn around."
Watching Helen turn her back to me, I slipped my left arm around her neck, pressing my body tightly against hers.
Helen's butt rubbed against my lower abdomen, gently twisting; I knew she was teasing me.
The brown tips of her hair tickled my nose, and I reached out to brush her hair aside.
Holding her waist, with my palm against her lower abdomen, I could feel her tense body trembling slightly.
She's very nervous.
From the side, Helen's body curves were even more perfect, a shapely hourglass.
To ease her tension, I kissed her back, my tongue touching her shoulder blades.
"Ah!" Helen's body twisted, "Ticklish."
Helen's skin was very smooth, combined with the lower body temperature of women compared to men, holding her felt refreshing.
She could also feel the heat from my body; my right hand rubbed her breast, squeezing hard. Her breast transformed like a sponge in my hand.
